Possession Event

[lucetimods]

Who: People in Luceti
What: Spiritual possession
When: The 26th to the 1st
Where: Luceti!
Summary: Check out the previous mod post.
Rating: If it gets smutty, move it somewhere private.


Starting at midnight on the 26th, Luceti and its inhabitants will find itself the focus of the Filial spirits, usually quiet and reclusive, now stepping out to deal with one of their own.

As promised, here is some additional information to help figure out how to play around with the spirits and interacting with similarly possessed people.

First off, each spirit has a certain time or place when they are at their most powerful. Consequently, characters possessed by them will enjoy these boosts and this in itself can be a deciding factor in what would otherwise be a stalemate. Here’s a quick run down:

Sona - She’s most powerful around lakes, rivers, and the ocean. Mostly this is concentrated at the southern lake.

Kipinn - He’s most powerful in high places, like mountain tops and the roofs of community buildings.

Faeren - She’s most powerful in the farmlands alongside things that grow.

Tsinku - He’s most powerful in the village itself, where technology thrives.

Eferin - He’s most powerful in the center of the forest where his heat may cause trees to burn. In fact, the upcoming forest fire may cause some trouble if his followers get too rowdy.

Hyt - It’s most powerful during the daytime under a bright sky.

Twila - It’s most powerful during the night time.

Nala- She has no domain and is generally welcome wherever she goes.

How possessed characters will deal with other possessed characters will depend on the interactions of the spirits themselves. A useful spreadsheet sums up these relationships. Those that have a friendly attitude to one another will generally allow ‘trespassers’ into their domain, but those they are not so friendly with may cause conflict.

Finally, to elaborate on Twila-possessed characters. Those with a natural affinity for darkness are likely to be possessed first. Once they have, they can try to recruit others less-compatible candidates to ‘join the cause’. Their goal is numbers. The more who are working with Twila, the better. Once they do, they’ll be inclined to act in their own self interest and if necessary, deal with others who try to get in their way. In the long term, the spirit Twila wants to stay this way, bonded to the Lucetians as hybrids, that way it cannot be imprisoned again. Think of it as pure survival instinct of an animal that’s spent way too long in a cage.

All isn’t lost. The other spirits may not be able to cage it again, but they won’t accept Twila reacting in this manner. Though it’s hard to tell what their beef with Twila is, they have an instinctive familiarity with the dark spirit and seem to act as its jail keepers.

They have the power to free people from Twila, but given their poor communication skills, figuring that out might just be a challenge. After all, the spirits can only communicate in shades of feeling and intentions, but not actually verbalize directions or marching orders. However, there will be a Malnosso post mid-event that will give everyone, possessed or otherwise, the info they need to turn things around.

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All the days! (Nala)

[ducked]

[ Nala instantly takes to Duck, and her influence causes her to transform into Princess Tutu. Duck isn’t sure why this has happened - were there heart shards? Her pendant hadn’t glowed, but she still had the feeling she needed to...do something. That people needed her.

So, as her wings grow to a size like a majestic swan’s, Princess Tutu prances around the village, looking for anyone who may be injured from fights. Though she won’t only be seeking out physical ailments; she could sense the pain in the hearts of others as she had before, and she felt compelled to stop and seek out those who were hurting anywhere they could be found.

Even as the days go by, she doesn’t stop to think about her own wellbeing or the way she continually feels weaker. It causes her to double over occasionally, fatigued and ailing, but she presses on. This was what she had to do. ]

Any day!

[inventings]

( With the sudden growth spurt of her wings and rush of energy, freedom she feels rushing through her veins in the past few days, Addie has taken to flying. In the back of her head she knows it is stupid to just fly. She doesn't know how to in the first place and yet the urge to literally spread her wings and take flight override whatever reasons she has.

Her brash, bold attitude as she swoops and flies about, pulling a prank or two against some others now and then, perhaps fits a Kipinn possessed person perfectly. Down to her easygoing smile despite when she comes down the ground at times, covered in scrapes and bruises from her misadventures with flying. Normally, she would be prissy and annoyed at how she got herself in such a state. Right now she does not care. Leaving her injuries unattended since it'll take time away from her exploring of the place.

It is during one of her flights that she notices someone else. Is... Is that someone in a ballerina's outfit? Things have taken a strange turn in this place she's only arrived weeks ago but this takes the cake. Maybe. Curious and seeing no problem with it, Adalinda swoops down to try and start a conversation. After making a loud noise before appearing in front of them, a wide grin on her face that is lit with joy. )

Hello there, mademoiselle! I do not believe we've met and we should make up for that. I'm Addie, my lovely Odette.

[ducked]

[ Tutu is rather startled by the sudden appearance of the woman in front of her, but what startles her more is the obvious injuries she is sporting. She feels the pressing need to do something about those immediately as soon as she lands. ]

Hello there. [ She smiles kindly. ] I am not Odette, but you may call me Princess Tutu. It's wonderful to meet you, Addie. Are you hurt?

[inventings]

Hurt?

( She looks down at her appearance and oh yeah. She scuffed herself up pretty good today or yesterday or the day before that. She recalls the bruises and scraps on her legs, vaguely but where did the cuts on her arms come from? )

I suppose you can say that, Your Royal Highness Tutu! ( She shrugs, not minding the pain and soreness she suddenly feels now that she's reminded of her mortality. ) Been testing my wings out and these could be called collateral damage if you want. Haven't you tried flying high into the sky? It is an amazing feeling.

[ducked]

[ She smiles warmly as she comes closer, the warm light of healing blossoming in her hands. ]

I'm afraid not. I've stayed close to where everyone else is, in case they need a helping hand. [ She chuckles. ] But you do not need to call me Highness. I am not that sort of princess. Please, may I heal you?

[inventings]

( Whoa what is she doing with that ball of light. Addie takes a visible step back, her ruffled up wings, pale yellow and pale green feathers shifting restlessly like her. 'Heal her' as in play magical doctor? Her friend Jacob Doe had a hard time keeping her down and he was a normal doctor she trusted.

Still. Even in this state of hers, she knows she has to reach some sort of common ground. )

I don't think it is necessary for you to take care of all these silly nicks of mine. Seeing how they'll heal sooner or later. ( She shows her left arm that she some pretty bad scuffs and cuts on it thanks to an impromptu meeting with a tree some hours ago. ) But ones like these? I see no problem with trying to heal. I think they'll be the most hindrance for me when I go back exploring the skies. I must implore you to try sooner or later.

Perhaps think of all the help you can do in the air? A lot of us have been admittedly reckless in our exploring of these wonderful gifts of ours.

[ducked]

[ She nods, moving closer to begin healing the injuries on her arm with the warm light. It felt so nice, to be able to serve others like this. It was her true purpose. ]

That's a very good idea. Though I wish everyone would take better care of themselves. We might have these new gifts, but we're still only mortal.

[inventings]

( Okay. This is better, the injury on her arm going away and no longer bothering her like it had a few seconds ago. Now her limb will be less of a burden in the future when she goes back to exploring.

The comment has her feeling vaguely guilty. Of course some people would find reasons to worry at an event like this. And with her state right now, for good reason. )

I suppose that very reason is why we're acting like this. You only have one life to live, to experience things. Why not spend the time we have with these abilities doing the most we can make of it?

[ducked]

[ She smiles at her comment, almost wishing she could feel the same way. Maybe that was why she had been called to this role, to protect those who couldn't always protect themselves.

She wonders if this is how Mytho feels. ]

Just take care to not do anything too reckless. It would be a tragedy to lose your life so soon after learning your gifts.

[inventings]

I'll do my best to not get harmed when I'm flying about or having fun, I promise. ( She's certainly going to do her best to not let that happen. That would be a drag to her day. Trying to fly and ending up becoming the biggest fly on a nature-made swatter. No thanks you.

She's about to fly off, head back to the skies, the blue that was beckoning to her. Then she stops. A nagging voice has her look back at Princess Tutu with a look on her face. Its not an easy one to discern but if one had to make a guess it would be... pity? Sympathy? )

Are you planning to do this the whole time? While we're all running about and getting ourselves into a mess?

[ducked]

[ She nods, a contented smile on her lips. It was her calling, and she could imagine doing nothing else. But she didn't begrudge it. Not this fulfilling responsibility. ]

I do. But do not worry for my sake. As long as I can help others, I will be content.

[inventings]

Then I suppose you wouldn't mind if I... ( She pauses for a few seconds. Part to look shy in asking and part because she is trying to figure out how to word this. ) ...I tried to accompany you for a bit?

I mean. I've had enough fun in my opinion for now. It seems rather lonely to do all this help on your own and I think you'll be enjoyable company for the rest of the day. Where are you planning to head of now?

[ducked]

Really? You would be willing to keep me company?

[ Hmm...she liked that idea. She liked it a lot. She could keep an eye on her new friend, and she wouldn't have to go about on her own for awhile. ]

I would like that. [ She glances over her shoulder. ] There are many in the forests exploring their powers. I intend to head deeper in there.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash doesn't have any new physical injuries, but his heart is full of pain. He's lost so many friends lately - both back home and in Luceti. There's also the heavy sense of betrayal that weighs heavily on his heart lately with his brother's determination that all black feathers must simply be eliminated.

Yet, despite that Vash has always been the type to wear a happy smile on his face to disguise that. His possession by Kipinn and drive to play and make friends at the moment also helps with some of that ache, but it never really goes away.

He flies high on the wind, watching for a moment as the Princess prances about.] Hey! You're pretty light on your feet, even without the wings I bet! Are you some type of dancer?

[ducked]

[ She stops her movement when she spots him - and senses him, too. She could feel his heavy heart, and she greets him with a warm smile. ]

I am. My name is Princess Tutu, and dancing is my gift of healing. What is your name?

[goldenglasses]

[Vash easily returns her warm smile for one of his own.] I'm Vash.

Dancing, huh? I've heard of singing soothing a soul, never thought about dancing doing the same thing. I makes sense really if you think about it. [At least if you believe in that sort of thing.]

[ducked]

[ Her smile softens. ]

It does. Dancing is the expression of a soul at its barest moments. Is there something heavy that you carry in your soul?

[goldenglasses]

Heh? In my soul? That's kinda a deep question, but no. I think I'm alright. [Ha.] What about you? It must be tiring work to heal people's very souls!

[ducked]

Hm. It may be, but it is my sworn duty. [ She would protect the Prince...she would protect everyone. ] Please, if you have some hurt that you're carrying, you do not need to be afraid of sharing it with me. I am only here to help you.

[goldenglasses]

No, I'm alright. No need to worry about me! Healthy as an ox as they say!

[ducked]

Oxen can be very stubborn as well.

[goldenglasses]

Who's Oxen?

[ducked]

[ She smiles. ] It's the plural of 'ox', not a person.

[goldenglasses]

Ox. [It takes Vash a bit to answer again. Thinking back on his older memories. It's been a long time since he really heard that word.] Oh! Those were like cows, right? We didn't have any of those back home.

[ducked]

[ She nods. ] Yes. Beasts of burden, often tasked with hard work.